Many more WhatsApp messages to Beatrice and I’ll have a book – albeit the kind you’d definitely have to self-publish if you wanted it to see the light of day, which I wouldn’t – called ‘What Tristan did today to make me love him’.
Friday, he took me on a lunchtime walk to brainstorm solutions to my work crisis.
Monday, he left the lunch table early to hint to my lazy colleague that he should also be getting back to work.
Tuesday, he sent me a printout in the form of a paper aeroplane.
Thursday, we both got very drunk, hugged and he told me I was one of his favourite people at the office.
Friday, I resolved to be satisfied with this.
Monday, we were laughing about something and I looked at him and thought, I can’t do anything but love you.